Sunday, February 1, 2009

Ponderings

So here's something I've discovered about myself in the last month. I'm much more of a people person than I was when I started college. Shifting from a 6-person apartment to a 3-person apartment where I don't see my roommates very often is more challenging than I thought. Fortunately I know enough people in Salt Lake that I've been able to keep myself fairly busy, but there's just something to be said for the comfort of having good roommates around. Possibly I've always been this way to a certain extent, but I've just never realized, because I've never been in a situation like this before- there were always people around the house when I was growing up. It's one of the corollaries of having a big family, for better or worse (I think it's almost always for better).

Tonight, for example, I've been keeping myself busy all evening in a very lonesome apartment. Amy is at work and Melanie went home to see her mom. I don't know any of my neighbors and I'm not good enough friends with anyone in the ward yet to just call them up to chill (I realize that you don't have to be great friends to do that, but I'm still even figuring out who I would like to do that with- this ward is a very interesting blend of people. I'm not sure just how many bosom friends there are to be acquired here).

I went to my cousin Aly's house last week. She lives with three girls in a cute little rental house, and as they sat around and chatted, I started feeling rather jealous. I'm so thirsty for that kind of home environment. Melanie and Amy are both great, but like I mentioned, they're not here a lot and I'm definitely the most driven of the three of us to go meet people and be social.

*sigh*

does anyone know of a nice apartment of girls in Salt Lake that has an opening for a friendly, mid-20's female?

The Best Song Anyone Has About Their Name:

The most beautiful sound I ever heardAll the beautiful sounds of the world in a single wordMaria! I just met a girl named MariaAnd suddenly that name will never be the same to meMaria! Say it loud and there's music playingSay it soft, and it's almost like prayingMaria! I'll never stop saying Maria -West Side Story, Lyrics by Stephen Sondheim